Brandon drove back to the mansion thinking about what his brother said. Even though he doesn't trust that woman who he got married too, he has no choice but to trust his brother in this one. He will be there to help him Incase he needs any help but he wouldn't come into their business.He took a turn to the next street and his phone vibrated in his jacket inner pocket.Without checking the caller ID, he tapped his ear phone and spoke into the phone."Hello?"A familiar voice replied him and hearing her voice, his smile widened. Camille's voice."Camille?" he called. "Hey." his heart leapt for joy hearing her voice again. Even though they just spoke to each other last night, he couldn't help but get happy hearing her voice again. He do miss her a lot."Hi Brandon..... Can..... can we meet for a bit? I have something important to discuss with you.""See me? Is there something wrong?"The night when he asked her to see him, she had said no and now she is asking for them to meet? There
Right beside Steve was a fat, short young lad, staring at him with a smile exposing his set of teeth. Steve sat up straight wondering who he was and as he have never seen him before from anywhere in the school."I am Dennis, a class mate of yours in high school. Do you remember?"Steve looked at him from head to toe, wondering how someone who still looks like a teenager was his ex class mate. "Dennis, the farty boy, remember? That is what they all call me." he said proudly. "I am a transfer student and I just resumed today. I made sure to search for you and now I did. It's so nice seeing you again." he went on, and in, getting Steve ears full, but he wasn't satisfied yet. He sat down closer to him, still talking until he suddenly stopped, staring at Steve weirdly.Steve heart skipped a beat when he noticed how intensely, he was staring at him. Could it be he recognized him? He turned to face the board trying to avoid any eyes contact with him so he wouldn't give out his truth."You c
Steve was in pain and getting another blow might end his life. He was so worried about him and he could only come up with one solution. To do what they say."I will do it." he said confidently."No, no, don't." Steve struggled to say. He wanted to stand up so as to stop him but he couldn't move his body as he was in pain. His stomach still hurts.Dennis, took in a deep breath and exhaled it out, preparing his mind for the job. He started slowly, and one by one he took off his cloth until it remaind his short."Don't do this, please." Steve said but his voice wasn't loud enough.Dennis climbed up the desk, and slowly, he pulled his shirt down, much to the amazing of all the studentse.They all laughed out loud seeing his bare self. They laughed out not able to control himself."I am not always popular, but I guess this will make me real popular." he said with a smile and began to dance cheerfully, while standing in the desks. He was having fun while doing it with his eyes closed and for
Immediately after the class that day, Steve hurriedly picked his books and left for his room. His phone kept on vibrating in his pocket to indicate he received new messages. He couldn't help but think it was the person who knew his identity.He was eager to see it and in the process, didn't hear Dennis calling him to wait up. He hurriedly went out of his room, but a few distance away from the class, he was hit by a big balloon filled with white paint which poured on his body.The students around bursted out laughing. Steve couldn't move as his vision became blurry. Other students from the other classes all came out laughing out loud.Steve couldn't believe someone will play that prank on him. The paint hit him directly in his face and they never cared if it will affect him.The school and environment was really a toxic one. "Oh c'mon, paint boy. Show us some style." one of the students shouted, a taking a picture of him.Steve was getting really pissed of with the school. What was t
Dwayne thought about what Brandon said to him before he left. He told him that there must he reason for everything and maybe, the woman just made his marriage to her a lie to get something from him.Even though he argued with him about it, he couldn't help but think he is truly telling the truth. What if she had lied about their marriage and was after something? He remembered when he woke up and she told him about his life in those two years, he felt nothing and how come he haven't being able to recall anything. She also began to behave differently towards him when she got her green card.It was all making senses to him hut he decided not to believe it. He wanted to believe that she still loves him or was he only choosing to believe that? It was obvious she doesn't live him anymore because he is a poor rat to her, but he still wanted to believe she does. She was so over the moon staring at her Hermes bag. She was definitely in live with the other guy who bought the bag for her.She wa
Dwayne left the house, shattered and confused. He walked down the street slowly as his mind was occupied with the betrayer from someone who he thought, once loved him. She only used him. She only use him to get what she wanted and now that she got it, she is dumping him and felt it was nothing.He have been such a fool to have been believing any of her sweet words and fake love she showed to him.He laughed bitterly at himself.Look at him, Dwayne Griffin, the second best agent after Radley and one of the most talked about person. The person whose name was also feared. Dwayne Griffin. Look at how pathetic he was now. He was deceived and brought done low by a woman. He felt so hurt that he wasn't aware of the street he was going to next. He continued walking without looking up.See how he has become, he said to himself, smiling broadly. A weak, love sickened man with no future. He added, remembering how Kate always tells him that he has no future.No future? He is the second son of t
Dwayne opened his eyes a bit, feeling pains on his head and his body. His sight was still blurry so he couldn't tell where he was.He opened his eyes completely and noticed that he wasnt in a familiar place which got him confused and worried especially when he remembered what happened to him that led him to beeing unconscious. He was attacked by some men in the woods, which he entered without knowing. He was in there territory and all by mistake.The last thing he heard was a car coming to an halt very close to him then, he went unconscious. He tried to seat up even with the pain he felt snd wss abe to after groaning a lit.The pain looks a bit familiar and unfamiliar. He just couldn't place it in the right place. It felt as though he had been there before but it was different from what he remembered.The door opened and a young lady, dressed in a maidens apron, walked in with a tray of food. Her head was down when she entered but immediately she raised it up and saw that he was awa
Camille opened the door to Radley's room and entered with a glass of water. He was laying on the bed with his two eyes covered with a piece of cloth.His eyes was getting worst so he had to go for an urgent surgery before he goes blind. Camille wondered what had happened to him a week ago. After he sent that footage to her telling her to go through it, his number became unreachable. She tried getting him but he was out of reach.He came back the night later and collapsed on the floor, with his clothes stained with blood and his eyes almost going blind. His eyes swelled and immediately, she called for the doctor. Luckily, the operation was successful and his eyes was gradually getting better but he still have to keep covering his eyes till it was completely healed.The footage he sent to him, seems to be missing some part. The anonymous person must have deleted it. She gave it to the agents who handles the computer and they told her they would be able to get the lost file but it will
Radley sat adjusted a bit and recollected the whole incident that had just transpired.Everything was becoming a mess and he had to act fast to avoid it completely getting out of hand.“Oh God,I need to inform Dwayne of the whole situation,everyone needs to be on guard”he said while picking up his phone from the table.He stared at his phone screen and he saw his picture there,he wore a long smile amd everything seems to make him get weary and tired this days,he hardly smiled and he’s looking older for his age.“Hey Radley ,you’ve always fought and conquered,you’ll pull through this and you’ll finally have a cause to smile again”he said.“Grnnggg….grnnng….grnnng”The phone kept buzzing.Dwayne didn’t pick up and Radley had to redial his contact again.“Grnggg…grnnggg…grnggg”the phone kept ringing.“I don’t know why’s he’s not picking up,I just hope he’s okay,”he said and kept staring at the phone to see if Dwayne had picked it up.Radley sat nervously on his couch, staring at his phone
“You mother fucker!” Radley said with anger.“What do you want to achieve,how much do you want,I’ll pay you,is it money or treasure?name it I’ll give it to you..just tell me what you want,you sonofabitch!” Radley said.“Wealth,riches,money and treasuries are all ticked boxes,I want to make your life and your entire family’s life a misery.I derive pleasure in seeing you and your family suffer”jeff laughed hysterically.“I’ll get to the root of this,you’ll pay for all the pains and miseries you’ve caused my family,just watch and see,I’ll make sure you and your accomplices are brought to book” Radley retorted."You're putting your life in danger, Radley," he said, his voice cold. "If you don't back off, I'll make sure that you regret it."Radley felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that this man was capable of anything, and he knew that he was in serious danger. But he also knew that he couldn't let this same man who has caused unbearable pain to him and his family get away with what
Camille and Tyler sat in the car, both of them feeling a little awkward. The tension between them was palpable, and Camille knew that she had to do something to make things right."I'm sorry, Tyler," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know I was being difficult earlier, and I shouldn't have treated you the way I did."Tyler looked at her, surprised by her sudden change in attitude. "It's okay, Camille," he said, his voice gentle. "I understand that you're going through a tough time right now."Camille looked at him, grateful for his understanding. "Thank you," she said, smiling weakly. "Can we go inside now? I'm starving."Tyler nodded, and they both got out of the car. As they walked towards the house, Camille couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She had left the food on the gas, and she wasn't sure if it was still cooking or not.As they entered the house, Camille's fears were confirmed. The food was still on the gas, and it was burning. Tyler rushed to the kitchen a
Micheal did as he told Charlie. He arrived at Oliver’s place 6 am sharp. He knocked on the door but no one answered. So he took out his phone and called Charlie. She wrapped around Oliver’s arms as the smuggled under the sheets together when she received Micheal’s call. She panicked. “Honey, are you on your way?” Charlie asked in a sleepy tone. “Who’s that?” Oliver asked. “Shut the fuck up, it’s Micheal” Charlie whispered after putting the phone on mute. Then she turned it off. “Actually, I’m at the door. Can you come open the door” Micheal urged. “Okay, I’ll be down in a minute” Charlie said calmly then she hung up. “What did he say?” Oliver asked. “He’s at the fucking door, Oly” Charlie whispered anxiously. Then she quickly got up and began putting her clothes on and so did Oliver. Then he went downstairs to his room and left Charlie to open the door for her husband. Charlie got down stairs as quickly as she could. Before she opened the door for Micheal, she arranged her ha
Cyril’s burial was over and everyone returned to their homes. Roland took Kamla and Aaron in, he needed people to fill up his big empty house. Oliver was driving Charlie back home but he decided to make a stop at his house so he could get somethings for their son. On getting there, a very windy storm commenced and Charlie had no other choice but to wait it out at Oliver’s even though he could control the weather. She sat on the couch as she put a call through Micheal. “Hey” Charlie said nervously. “Hiya, is the funeral over? It’s getting late and a storms about you start” Micheal informed. “Yeah, that’s the thing. We met it on our way back and…” Charlie replied then Micheal cut her short. “We… who’s we? Roland?” Micheal asked. “No… Oliver” Charlie replied. “But Roland picked you up” Micheal mentioned. “Yeah but he had to take Kamla and Cyril’s boyfriend, Aaron back to his house. So Oliver offered to take me back. He made a stop at his place cause he wanted to get somethings fo
It wasn't until the next morning, when he woke up a pounding headache and a sense of shame and regret, that he realized the true cost of his actions. He had been so consumed by his own pain that he had hurt the people around him, and he knew he had a lot of work to do to make things right.The next morning, Radley woke up with a pounding headache and a sense of shame and regret. He slowly got out of bed, feeling the stiffness in his muscles from the fall he took the night before. He stumbled to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face, trying to shake off the grogginess.After relieving himself, Radley took a long, hot shower, hoping that the steam and warmth would help ease his aching body. As he stood there, he thought about the events of the previous night and felt a sense of embarrassment wash over him once again.But he knew he couldn't dwell on it forever. He had to get ready for work and face the day ahead. After the shower, he brushed his teeth and got dressed in his wo
The class erupted in laughter as Radley stood there, drenched in paint. He was humiliated beyond belief. Radley was confused if he should get an just to continue his undercover lecturing duties for the sake of Ridley.“Radley Baron”He muttered.He had never experienced anything like this before. He couldn't believe that his own students could do something like this to him even when it was their first day in class with him.The fact that he was going through all this torture was because of one faceless person who had taken it upon himself to make his family’s life miserable.He looked at the students with such much fiery in his eyes,he looked at James,who just kept an emotionless face and finally when it had dawned reality on him,he tried to gather strength to move out of the class but then he was clothed in shame.He couldn’t move.“Look how he looks like Bozo”one girl chuckled from the back seat.”Mr professor,won’t you leave now or you want to be Joseph’s coat of many colours before you
The two best of friends arrived at the Vatican. Fortunately, they met Batista in seat. “Any problem guys?” Batista asked. “Do you have any information about Windsor, Omar’s brother?” Oliver asked. “No… but his compartment still exists” Batista said with a smirk. Then he took them to a part of the Vatican that no ordinary member of the Vatican had seen. “Every year the Vatican grows but since you left for the void, it stopped. Jean and I realised that it didn’t need any more replacements. These compartments down here belong to some prolific members of the Vatican whether good or bad. Here, you’ll find the compartments of the likes of the Murphy twins, Heraldine and Hades- your parents, Ole-your uncle, Omar and Windsor, Omar’s brother” Batista explained. Then they got to Windsor’s compartment. Batista put his finger print and unlocked the room. They entered inside and we’re amazed by how the room looked. It didn’t look modern at all. “I hate my brother” Oliver read from the walls
Roland’s soul appeared right before Omar. He was shocked and appalled him summoning Omar actually worked. “Tell Oliver that if I knew where my brother was, I would have gone after him myself” Omar told Roland sternly then he sent Roland back to his body with the snap of a finger. Roland woke up on the couch as Oliver paced around his living room. “What did he say?” Oliver asked impatiently. “He doesn’t know where his brother lives” Roland replied. “Then how the fuck does he want me to find him?” Oliver asked agigated. “The more time you waste, the more innocent lives are at stake” Roland mentioned. “Ask him how he wants me to find him” Oliver told Roland then Roland began meditating. Soon, he found himself appearing in front of Omar. “I don’t know how to find my brother” Omar said sternly then snapped his finger and sent Roland back to his body. “What did he say?” Oliver asked in annoyance. “Still the same thing” Roland replied. “Well go back and tell him that I can’t get h